cinco de mayo is on tuesday...and i hoped wed see each other again...you killed my brother last winter..you shot him 3 times in the back.....in the night i still hear mama weeping...o mama still dresses in black..i looked at every fiesta...for you!!! i wanted to greet.....maybe id sell you a chicken.... with posion interlaced with the meat...you, you look like my brother. mama, loved him the best...he was head hauncho with the ladies...mama always said, he was blessed....the village all gathered around him...they couldnt belive what they saw. i said, it was you, taht had killed him....and that id find you and upstand the law....the people, of the village, belived me...mama, she wanted revenge! i told her, that id see, that she was honored....id find you, and put you, to death!

 

so now...now, that ive found you....on this, such a joyus day....i tell you, it was me who killed him...but the truth, ill never have to say....


buenas tardes amigo!


ola my good friend!

cinco de mayos on tuesday, and i hoped wed see each other again, yes i hoped wed see each other again.....

i hoped....

wed see...

each other...



again.........

 

My name is Anigo (sp?) Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.

 

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